I can hear the shadows whispering.
"Come back, come back." they plead.

I keep my face towards the sun.
I won't go back.

I can feel the shadows tugging.
Pulling on my every emotion, closer, closer.

I keep my face towards the sun.
I won't go back.

I can see the shadows following.
Waiting, waiting, for me to break.

I keep my face towards the sun.
I won't go back.

They will never leave me, and that's okay.
I've learned how to fight it, and I promised myself.

*I won't go back.